Letras:
Morrison Van Back On Top

ever since When I'm tryin', tryin' to come down In my world, my room keeps spinning round And I'm tryin' to get my feet, back on the ground You come

m goin' down Geneva, give me a helping hand It's not easy baby, living on the exile plan Down on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes Down on the

's on the rebound High summer's got him low down High summer's on the rebound High summer's got him down, low down High summer's on the rebound High summer

stay If it fades away, come back another day Gonna keep on moving on up to the higher ground Gonna keep on moving on up, I wanna stick around Gonna keep on moving on

From whence it has come, and I'm feeling so blue Ain't goin'down, no more to the well Sometimes it feels like, I'm going to hell Sometimes I'm knocking, on

road, Its a hard road daddy-o When my job is turning lead into gold He was born in the back street, born in the back street Jelly Roll I'm on the road

I'm back on the street again I'm back on the top again Back on my feet again I'm back on the street again I'm back on the top again

it that they're really looking for? Just a hobby on the Internet So far away, way back when The people that claim to have known me then Not on my wavelength

whence it has come and I'm feeling so blue Ain't goin' down, no more to the well Sometimes it feels like I'm going to hell Sometimes, I'm knocking on